"Qingqing!" The hoarse shouts were drowned in the enthusiastic cheers of the base.
Xiao Yang, Cheng Rui, and Liang Zhiyu ran towards the girl frantically.
The girl who was kneeling on the ground and hugging Fu Chen was dissipating out of thin air, just like a little bit of light disappearing into light.
Liang Zhiyu suddenly knelt on the ground and vomited out a mouthful of blood. His hair quickly turned white. He grabbed the ground with both hands, and his jade-warm face was twisted and ferocious. Scarlet blood dripped from his ears, eyes, nose, Out of the mouth, the picture is terrifying and frightening.
They watched Qingqing disappear out of thin air, as if they had never been to this world.
Xiao Yang fluttered, his eyes were red and he looked around, what happened, why did Qingqing suddenly disappear, what was going on!
Xiao Yang staggered towards him, grabbed Liang Zhiyu's collar with both hands, blue veins burst out on his forehead, and roared sadly, "Brother Liang, hurry up and use your abilities, hurry up!"
Liang Zhiyu's pupils lost their light, they were terrifyingly empty, and their heart was ashes as death.
Those who play with time will eventually be played with by time.
Even if he exhausted all his abilities to change the time against the sky, he still couldn't turn around to save Qingqing. In just half a second, he turned dozens of times and his body reached the limit.
No matter how Xiao Yang yelled at Liang Zhiyu, he couldn't respond, the pain of helplessness was sharper than a sharp knife, piercing their hearts fiercely.
The joys and sorrows of human beings are not the same. When people cheer the world for victory, they do not know that the person who saved them has died.
…
In the seventh year of the apocalypse, a few years have passed since humans defeated the mutant zombies.
After defeating the zombies, human beings are faced with a harsh environment. It is not as easy to rebuild their homes as they think.
All the zombies have been killed, but the supernatural powers in the human body have not disappeared. Humans with supernormal powers have no zombie enemies, and the social order has become more violent/chaotic.
Fu Chen woke up the day Qingqing disappeared, and a ball called a system told him that it was Qingqing who exchanged his lucky coins for his life.
That lucky coin was her treasure back home, but she gave it to him.
Fu Chen's heart twitched and the pain was unbearable. He told the system not to take this life, but the system told him that the transaction had been completed and could not be changed.
In fact, he had already realized that she was not Bai Qingqing, and that night he asked her on the city wall if she would like to stay with him, but she did not answer him.
She wanted to go home so much, but she exchanged lucky coins for his life.
His Qingqing, so stupid.
Fu Chen once thought that as long as she was willing to stay by his side, she would spend her whole life pampering her.
Separation of life and death, separation of life and life is the most painful, every minute and every second is like a knife blade, cutting his heart.
Even if we can't meet, he thinks she's doing well in another world.
The system said that as long as he is willing to exchange his soul fortune, he will have the opportunity to see Qingqing again, of course he is willing, as long as he can exchange her for her, it is worth paying all his life.
…
The walls of the human base have not yet been demolished, the zombies are extinct, but many mutant plants and beasts have not died, and there are occasional beast tides.
The winter night was freezing to the bone. The guards were patrolling the city wall, and when they met two figures walking towards them, their hearts froze, and they immediately became ten times more energetic.
Xiao Yang and Fu Chen walked side by side, and the two walked straight up the highest fence, standing in the cold wind of the winter night and looking at the dark night.
The flickering and flickering dots in the night sky were dotted with the ink-colored curtain. I still remember that he, Brother Fu, and Qingqing were also standing on the roof of the car like this, looking at the night in the distance together.
At that time, even though they were in the wilderness and plains, and there were crises everywhere, they still had hopes for the future in their hearts, but Jin Qingqing was not there, and no matter how beautiful the night scene was, they lost their mood.
"Brother Fu, I want to see Qingqing tomorrow." Xiao Yang said.
Fu Chen's handsome profile face was stern, and he said indifferently.
An empty and concise room full of technology, a crystal glass coffin is placed in the center, and a girl lies in the transparent crystal coffin.
She was as quiet as a gentle moon, lying quietly in the crystal coffin. The cold mist nourished her body. Her skin was white and almost transparent, like a sleeping princess in a fairy tale.
Four years ago, they all thought that Qingqing was dead, and Fu Chen didn't know where to find her body and put it in this well-crafted crystal coffin.
She fell asleep and never woke up.
Fu Chen's eyes were deep, and he stared at her closely.
The girl lying there quietly was as lifeless as a puppet doll, she would no longer look at him with her clear and beautiful eyes, nor would she call his brother cutely and cutely.
"Brother Fu, can Qingqing really wake up?" Xiao Yang asked.
For four full years, Fu Chen was still waiting, he was waiting, they were all waiting for Qingqing to wake up, but she didn't even have any sign of waking up.
Fu Chen glanced at the flowerpot placed on the locker next to the crystal coffin, and said, "Yes."
Before the system left, he told him that as long as she took good care of her body, she would wake up sooner or later, no matter how many years he would wait, even for a lifetime, he would guard her and wait for her to wake up.
Xiao Yang watched quietly for a while, his eyes were slightly red, his heart was suffocating, he couldn't wait any longer and turned to leave the room.
Only Fu Chen and the sleeping beauty were left in the huge ice room.
The small wisteria flower in the flowerpot next to the crystal coffin was a little wilted and listless. He went over to pick up the small kettle and poured some water on it.
After watering, the little wisteria flower immediately became energetic, stretched the branches and leaves like a living creature, and tried to wrap his fingers with the branches and leaves, as if to say hello to him.
Fu Chen didn't find it strange, the mutant plants were all human, but he was not in the mood to pay attention to a mutant plant, put down the small kettle and returned to the crystal coffin, staring deeply at the sleeping girl.
"Qingqing." He opened the crystal coffin, leaned over to support the coffin, stared at the girl with her eyes closed, and said, "How long do you have to sleep? Wake up soon."
"I built a snow park for you in Jingzhou, skiing and snowball fights, little penguins, snow foxes, all the animals you like, you can do whatever you want."
The man stretched out his articulated hand, and caressed the girl's cold face gently and fondly. Her eyelashes were like frost, and her delicate eyebrows were like ice, and she was frozen.
Not afraid of the cold, he still said to himself: "If you don't wake up, the snow will melt in a while."
In the silent and pure white room, he was like a lunatic, talking alone for a long time.
He stayed in the ice room for most of the day, and before leaving, he leaned over and gently kissed the girl's clean forehead, "I'm going to go far tomorrow, you have to be obedient to me and come back."
The crystal coffin closed automatically, leaving a room alone and cold.
He didn't see that when he turned to leave, the little wisteria in the flowerpot looked very angry with its two branches and leaves on its hips.
…
When Fu Chen died, Qingqing was heartbroken and desperate, unable to breathe.
When people are too sad, there is really no way to speak. The five senses seem to disappear in an instant. She did not hear the system broadcast that the task has been completed.
It wasn't until her mouth started to vomit again that her body began to slowly dissipate, and she suddenly came back to her senses, and the sound of the system came from her ear.
[Host, you have completed the task, do you choose to use lucky coins to resurrect. 】
She kept vomiting blood because her body couldn't support it, and it was more troublesome to explain, but the system explained it to her carefully.
Bai Qingqing is not Qingqing, but Bai Qingqing of Qingqing 2.0 is her no matter which world she is in.
Now the system gives her two choices: first, use lucky coins to leave and return to another world, and second, use lucky coins to resurrect and stay in this world.
And she proposed a third option, using lucky coins to resurrect Fu Chen.
She thought her soul would disappear and die, and the system mercifully told her that she could be resurrected
Then…
Grass is a plant.
The opportunity for the soul to return to the body was that Fu Chen gave her a kiss of true affection.
This is definitely the bad taste of the system. Snow White and Sleeping Beauty are human beings. Who would be perverted to kiss a plant.
Gan!
For four years, the dog man had completely ignored her. Except for occasionally watering her, he never looked at her directly.
In addition to staring at her body every day, she sleeps to absorb the nutrients in the air. She is so bored that it becomes moldy, and she can't wait to jump out of the soil.
Give the dog man another month, and Qingqing swears in her heart that if he doesn't recognize her again, she will run away from home, hum.
…
A month went by so fast.
Fu Chen has never been here, as if only her and her own soulless body were left in this lonely space.
Qingqing is pissed.
She is going to run away from home and find other wild men.
As soon as she took the first step, someone immediately helped her take thousands of steps.
In this room, apart from Fu Chen, only Xiao Yang can come to visit once. When he walked into the room, he saw the flowerpot smashed on the ground, frowned slightly, walked over and squatted down, staring at the little wisteria on the ground.
"Strange, how could it fall to the ground."
The empty room is completely closed, it can be said to be airtight, not even a mosquito can fly in, how could this potted flower suddenly hit the ground.
Qingqing looked at him blankly, waving the branches: I'm tired of staying here, take me away.
The flower pot was broken, Xiao Yang had no choice but to hold the little wisteria in the soil with both hands, glanced at the girl who was still sleeping, and took the little wisteria away.
Xiao Yang came home with the little wisteria, and found a flowerpot to put her in the living room.
"Where did the flowers come from?" came a warm voice.
Xiao Yang turned to look at the white-haired man and said, "Brother Liang, when did you come?"
Liang Zhiyu smiled lightly and said, "It's not long since I arrived."
He glanced at the little wisteria and said, "Can you send it to me?"
Xiao Yang subconsciously wanted to refuse, Liang Zhiyu narrowed his fox eyes and said with a gentle smile, "I'm so stingy, I won't give you a pot of flowers."
Xiao Yang pursed his lips in displeasure and protected the flower tightly.
Who knew that a few days later, the wisteria was still taken away by Liang Zhiyu and followed him to the snowfield base. :,,.